Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)

Chapter 2009

Exhausted by the journey, all the group wanted was a respite. Sanctuary was just up ahead. If they

could cross the bridge that was less than 40 yards away, then they could reach it, and yet standing

before them was a hurdle nigh impossible to overcome. An army of one thousand stood before them,

blocking the bridge. Even during their peak, not even they were confident they could charge through

this army, let alone now when they were all exhausted. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

The bespectacled man in the lead came up to them with a smile. "You must be Mr. Matthew Larson."

He had one hand behind his back and a phone in his other. After he had compared the photo to

Matthew, the man nodded. "Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Larson. I am… Ah, apologies, but a future leader

like you does not need to know my name."

Matthew and his gang weren't answering. The man adjusted his glasses and said, "My employer has

heard of your name, and he wishes to see you. I am here on his behalf. If you have no other business

to attend to, please come with us."

Not even Matthew could fend off this man and his army. Even though he expected a great obstacle

between him and Bainbridge, he didn't expect it to be so great that it rendered them helpless. "Who is

your employer, and what business does he have with me?"

The man just shook his head with a smile. "Our employer likes to lay low and forbids us from telling

anyone anything about him. We do not know why he wishes to see you. Oh, and it's getting late. If we

get there too late, he might be upset. Do please cooperate with us." The man spoke politely yet

imperiously.

But that got on the crown prince's nerves. "I say we cut the crap and kick this sissy's *ss! Then we

charge through the blockade!"

But before he could do anything, Freya had already placed her blade on the man's throat. "Out of our

way or die."

Her intent to murder was clear. If the man said no, Freya would cut his head off. However, even in the

face of death, the man was still not fazed. Instead, his lackeys started roaring and approaching

Matthew and the gang, but they stopped when the man raised his hand.

"Miss Green, I have shown nothing but courtesy. This is rude on your part." He lashed his right hand

out and moved away from the blade as if he was carried by a gust of wind. Because Freya was tired,

she moved a lot slower.

When she tried to pull her blade back, the man was already holding the hilt of her blade. "Calm down,

young lady. Calm down. Getting angry isn't good, don't you think?" The man turned around.

Matthew knew he was no match for this man, so he turned to Salazar, but to his dismay, Salazar also

shook his head. If he was in peak condition, he could still run even if he couldn't win, but after the long

journey, Salazar's strength was almost depleted as well. He was the best warrior out of all of them. If

even he could not take the bespectacled man down, Matthew and the gang might never cross this

bridge.

Matthew took a deep breath and moved ahead, his right hand on the hilt of his blade. Over the course

of the journey, not once did he use his sword energy. He had to conceal the secret that his blade was

the famous Bloodreaper, but now that they were so close to entering Bainbridge, he decided to use it.